Cheng Lianxin looked left and right, and her brows were almost furrowed. What does Panyun Poetry Society mean? It's so difficult to talk about the chess game, but there are still a few people who have not handed in the papers.

Just thinking about it, Ji Junluo suddenly raised his hand and tore the rice paper in his hand into several pieces, "I can only solve five steps, and the sixth step is to cheat." ”

Rou Xue also smiled brightly and threw the rice paper in her hand directly into the waste paper bucket, "The sixth step of the slave family is also tricky." ”

"Although the sixth step is not a trick, the seventh step is no longer possible." Han Yue also happily handed over the rice paper.

The chess game has come to the point where it is difficult to move forward, or it is a trick or a bright light to go to five steps is already considered the limit, Han Yue is now very strange why Qin Ruixi laughed so "fox".

"Where's Miss Cheng Qi?" At this time, Jing Wushuang, who was sitting in the corner with Qin Ruixi, was automatically ignored, and Mr. Wu looked at Cheng Lianxin, who was confident, and his tone was a little more excited, "This Han Gongzi's sixth step has opened his eyes, and Miss Cheng Qi's Cheng Zhu seems to be a lot more than Han Gongzi." ”

At this time, Cheng Lianxin finally became the focus of attention of the crowd as she wished, and there were many fanatical admiration eyes, and Yang Qiuwan and Qing Yao, who were unable to withstand the central water pavilion on the right, couldn't help but say a lot of good things.

"If the chessboard can be widened again, the little woman thinks she can save the decline of Baizi." Although Cheng Lianxin was noble, she still couldn't avoid the pride in her eyes. It's just that her idea of Panyun Poetry Society is not something that no one has thought about, and she even really widened the chessboard, but it's a pity that she didn't insist on a few more steps.

Mr. Wu took the answer from Cheng Lianxin's hand with a little disappointment and looked at it, and sighed secretly, "Miss Cheng Qi's chess skills are really extraordinary, and such ingenuity is unprecedented. But Miss Cheng Qi never thought that after the chessboard was widened, the sunspots would be able to use the extra space to continue the layout......"

After a few in-depth explanations of professional terms, Cheng Lian's heart was already delicate, and in order to maintain her pride, she could only straighten her back, "Mr. Wu said this, this white son is bound to lose." It's just a matter of how many steps can you hold? In this case, Miss Ben's eight steps should be called today's crown! ”

"Actually......" Mr. Wu paused, but still said truthfully, "This chess game is recorded in an ancient book." It is said in the ancient book that someone has reversed the decline within ten steps with a white child, and everyone must not know that the president of my poetry club is a chess idiot, and after getting this chess game, he has been looking for this person who can hold up to ten steps to recover the disadvantage. ”

"Mr. Wu, you said that it was said in ancient books, who can prove it?" Cheng Lianxin didn't want to dwell on this issue, and she didn't want to know who the mysterious president behind the Panyun Poetry Club was who she didn't know her identity. Just want to make sure that today she will be able to get the silver token on the chessboard.

"I ......" Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, Qin Ruixi suddenly raised his hand weakly, and raised his hand a little higher when someone looked over, "I want to eat roast suckling pig." ”

"Poof......" Ji Junyang was the first to laugh, and the people behind laughed without scruples, which immediately dispersed the embarrassment caused by Cheng Lianxin's aggressiveness to Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu gave a grateful glance and picked up the silver token, "When I took out the silver token, I said that whoever has passed five steps will be given a silver token, and now Han Gongzi and Miss Cheng Qi have passed five steps." But the silver token is not trivial, only one side was brought out today, why don't you give it to Miss Cheng Qi first, and Han Gongzi will make up for it again when he and Qin Gongzi come to Panyun Poetry Club another day? ”

Han Yue nodded indifferently, he would not shirk if he had one more chance to go to the Panyun Poetry Society, but he would just take a token on the spot, and he would not grow a few taels of meat.

It's just that Cheng Lianxin's road to winning the token is destined not to be so peaceful, her hand has just stretched out, and Jing Wushuang's crisp sentence came from behind her.

"Wait! I wonder if Mr. Wu can allow me to say one more word? Jing Wushuang didn't want to interrupt the ceremony of giving the silver token at this time. Who told Qin Ruixi to say that he wanted to eat just now, and the eyes of Cheng Zhiheng's brothers and sisters were too disdainful to stare at him, which made Jing Wushuang very unhappy in his heart, and naturally he didn't want Cheng Lian's heart to be comfortable.

"You?" Seriously. If it weren't for Qin Ruixi's trickery, Jing Wushuang, who had restrained her fanfare, would be easy to be ignored, but when she walked step by step from her seat with rice paper in her hand at the moment, the smile on the corner of her mouth and the confidence in her apricot eyes were so dazzling, and she was clearly not a person who could be ignored.

"Sir, look." Jing Wushuang didn't have the leisure to study what others thought of her at this time, only knowing that she was going to step on Cheng Lianxin. Even if he would have a mortal enmity with her like in his previous life, he didn't want the person he hated the most to look at Qin Ruixi with disdain. Mortal hatred is mortal hatred, she doesn't believe that Cheng Lianxin can go so smoothly in this life.

Jing Wushuang didn't care, but Qin Ruixi paid attention to her all the time. After looking obsessively at her dazzling appearance at this time, he found that Mr. Wu was also looking at her blankly, and immediately became uncomfortable, so he snatched the rice paper in Jing Wu's hands and opened it on his chest to let Mr. Wu look at him.

Of course, this action also made everyone who had gathered around Mr. Wu look at him, no, it was to the rice paper unfolded on his chest.

Compared with the rice paper of others, Jing Wushuang's one is more intuitive, because she actually moved all the small half of the chessboard to the paper, wrote the numbers from one to ten on some of the dots, and wrote the numbers from one to ten in black circles in some places.

At first glance, you may not know what she is drawing, but at this time, the people who have watched it are all people who have watched the chess game of the Panyun Poetry Society several times, and they only need to see at a glance that this is Jing Wushuang who has taken ten steps, and Heizi has also walked ten steps. According to Jing Wushuang's first move of the white son, the first step of the sunspot is also absolutely exquisite, in addition to this first step, every step that follows makes people feel a kind of wonder of the stroke, but let people deal with the sunspot, and there is no way to go more subtle than the sunspot shown by Jing Wushuang.

In other words, whether Jing Wushuang walked in the black or white is extremely subtle and appropriate, it cannot be replaced by other steps at all. Moreover, after understanding these ten steps, people can't help but sweat coldly, because the most subtle is the first step of Baizi, who seems to be ordinary and unnecessary, but in fact, he has seized the initiative with the anti-guest, and the dormant sunspot can only continue to hibern, but the Jiaolong who was forced to the end got a chance to breathe.

Jing Wushuang Baizi's second, third, and fifth steps are all the kind of places that ordinary people completely ignore, but such seemingly redundant five steps have introduced Heizi into a misunderstanding; On the sixth step, Jing Wushuang's chess move suddenly became fierce again, and the seven ** moves were murderous, and suddenly forced the sunspot to a dead end, and the tenth move was a lore, clean and neat!

After fiddling with the chessboard, Mr. Wu couldn't hide his excitement, "It can really be done!" It can be done! It's wonderful! ”

Qin Ruixi asked again and again, and Han Yue explained Jing Wushuang's strategy for him in a low voice. His eyes darkened, and he muttered, "Wait for the right time to kill with one blow?" Both of them are worthy of my fancies. (To be continued.) )

PS: After tomorrow, Ai Ai will be liberated and return to the city